思想掠过我的心上,如一群野鹘飞过天空。我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.I hear the voice of their wings .
"The world is, in the end, what we say it is."
When you lend somthing pretend you are gifting. If it is returned, you'll be surprised and happy
The future of the internet is all about connection.